It is actually pretty funny, but very awkward and blah at the same time. My favorite things: The fat girl, the bizarre British brother and sister, and best of all, the women shitting their gowns and puking on each other.
I'm the last person to criticize somebody for enjoying a chick-flick. If a movie is good, I'll watch it regardless of the intended audience. With that said, 'Bridesmaids' is pretty far from a chick-flick. The topic and the cast may have you thinking otherwise, but nobody falls down in this movie just to pop back up and shout "I'm okay!" Instead, they poop. There is a love story with a predictable formula, but it's pretty much there to keep Annie moving forward, rather than getting her hitched.
I must say I am disappointed. It has several hilarious gags with long stretches of somewhat dull scenes of Annie's downward spiral into self-pity that is only tolerable because of Wiig's adorableness. Still worth watching for the good parts.
I went to see it because Kristen Wiig wrote it and stars in it, and I wasn't disappointed. I would object to it being classified as a "comedy for women," which has been all I've heard for the last few weeks. It's a comedy, and I laughed, and I think that's pretty much all that needs to be said. Gender only comes into it in that the characters get themselves to emotional points that men never would. But that's not an audience thing. That's a character thing. Well worth the watch, basically.
I enjoy almost everything Apatow Productions puts out, and this is no exception. In fact, I enjoyed it more than the last actual Apatow-directed movie, Funny People. All the bridesmaids are hilarious, especially Wiig, and it definitely doesn't tone down the profanity or filthiness on account of starring women. My only gripe, as a fan of Erin on The Office, is that Ellie Kemper's character gets the short shrift, barely having a line of dialogue in the last third of the film.
I was in for an average chick-flick, but "Briedsmaids" defies easy labeling -in fact, it is more like the female equivalent to "The Hangover", with outrageous gross-out gags and fun characters. Although the humor is uneven, when it works, it can become truly hilarious, as Wiig emerges as a talented comedienne. She actually made me care enough for her character that I didn't even mind the typical corny stuff they failed to avoid (including life-advancing baking and a carrot-loving Irish cop).
Meh. Nothing too spectacular but nothing too terrible either, passes the time. It's definitely more honed towards the female audience (some moments are so gay that I wanted to kill myself) but has its share of genuinely funny moments. Fat chick was pretty hit or miss and the dumb chick from the office was trying way too hard but Wiig shines in the lead and every scene with her is better because of it. It also reaffirms my belief that Jon Hamm should be cast in everything, guy is great.
It's like Sex&The City for men. And by that I mean characters are shallow, boring, stereotypes, PLUS it has as much shit, vomit and sex jokes as you could possibly want. Only small portion of this film could be described as 'chick-flick', but that's the part I found worthwhile. Wiig is very likeable. Some actual jokes (not involving bodily fluids) were alright, so yea, it's watchable. I hope women actually doesn't relate to this film in any way...
Chick flicks aren't for guys. At least they weren't until the Sweetest Thing. Now Bridesmaids has taken it to a whole new level. This will have you belly-laughing for 125 minutes, and you won't check your watch once. See it now.
A hilarious female-driven comedy with honest human characters that not only blows away anything made in the romantic comedy genre over the past decade or so, but also ranks as one of the best Apatow productions to date.
Although it sounds awfully lazy and crude to throw a cast of women into absurd situations involving sex, drugs, body waste, and reckless driving, it certainly got me howling. Wiig's best-friendship is genuine, and I'm glad the film acknowledges that she was a bitch, but her redemption should've been as extreme as the situations that got her to rock bottom in order for me to buy it. This could have been cemented as a new respectable type of chick flick, but the third act falls into tropeville.